Well the landlord just bought a new wireless router that sends a decent signal down the hillside, which is where I’m sitting. You’ve seen the sunset pic so I won’t bore you with another.
Radio Paradise is playing “Long Cool Woman in a Black Dress.” A minute ago it was an acoustic version of “Born in the U.S.A” that had the dark edge Bruce had in mind to begin with.
So I have fresh beer (Gordon Biersch, natch), a whisp of a breeze and an evening sky getting orange.
(Now it’s the White Stripes … cool).
A minute ago the landlord’s Jack Russell terrier jumped up in my lap and interrupted everything. Right now it’s Brooke, one of his two springer spaniels, keeping me company.
There are better ways to kill a Friday night, I suppose, but few come to mind at the moment.